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Just when I couldn't hold on any longer, loud banging sounds suddenly came from outside the door. "Mr. Bryant, we're doctors. Are you okay? Please open the door." Monica and the others' faces turned grim as they all cursed under their breath. After exchanging glances, Clarissa moved Keira under the bed and carefully wiped away the blood stains from the floor. Meanwhile, Jocelyn took Monica's place in covering my mouth to prevent me from shouting. Dusting off her clothes, Monica spoke calmly. "He's fine. He's just signing the consent form to donate skin to Liam. Give us a moment, please."

They left their teammates to begin decontamination and cleanup. The guard holding a clipboard with the survivor registry reassured me. "Ma'am, your fiance has already turned. The vaccine couldn't have been able to help him anymore." In my past life, I'd died early, when the zombies first appeared. I never lived long enough to see the disaster end. This time, I was rescued, and I saw Sarah again. She had survived, too. "Are you okay? These past few weeks must've been really hard," she said, sounding concerned.

In the hospital, my childhood friend, Lillian Reyes, laid pale on the delivery bed. She gripped my hand tightly. “Shea, I’m not going to make it. I’m leaving my baby to you. I trust you.” Her grip was so strong it hurt my hand. The pain snapped me back to reality. I took in the familiar surroundings and instantly understood what had happened. I had returned to the past. When I remained silent, the midwife beside me shot me a look. “Your friend is dying here, and you can’t even say a word!

But Allen's eyes showed nothing but sincerity and worry. "Let's pretend for a moment that I am truly cursed," Valle said, his voice firm. "Cursed, for sure," Allen agreed. Valle felt his anger rising again, his mind clouded with frustration from his own lack of knowledge. "And this widow, is she still alive?" Allen shook his head. "Nope! We've searched for her. Found out she's dead." Valle's frustration surged. "How the hell are we going to get solution for this if she's dead?!" he roared, the sound filling the room.

she sighs, “that’s life, huh? Screws us all sideways whether we’re ready or not.” A beat passes. Then she says, “I’m coming over. This evening.” I don’t argue. I just whisper, “Okay.” Bonnie arrives just before dusk. The sky is streaked in lavender and rust as she pulls up in her car, steps out in high boots and an oversized coat. “I can’t believe my brother was stupid enough to move in next door to you,” she says by way of greeting, hand on her hip, eyebrow raised. I laugh. I shrug. “That’s Logan.”

“Come back to me. Don’t let the trauma take over.” The usual sparkle of life behind her eyes had dwindled, and it was now replaced by a dull glint. I spoke again; this time my voice was more forceful. “You’re the strongest person I know, Hannah. Remember your strength and pull yourself above the pain.” Her eyes were starting to swirl with something new, as if she was finally starting to hear me. “Come back to me, please.” “Adam?” Her voice was low and weak, but it sounded like the Hannah I knew again. Her eyes went to the floor where Hayes's body lay unmoving.

When I opened my eyes again, Elias was on his knees on the healing center floor, crying so hard his shoulders shook. I wanted to touch his shoulder. My hand passed through him. I froze, then slowly turned around and saw my own body lying on the bed. So I was dead. My soul didn’t leave right away. Some unfinished obsession tied me here, and I could only follow Elias as he arranged my funeral. Elias looked as if the color had been drained from him overnight. In a few days, he lost visible weight, and the shadows under his eyes stayed. Three days before the funeral, he sat beside my ashes with a ruined voice. “Aria, I don’t know if I should tell Damon. Can you give me an answer?”

‘I wish time would rewind back to the past back before we separated… so that I can save you and be together with you one more time. - “Matt…” Lily said, snapping Matthew out of his memories. “We have to go. I’ll come with you. Let’s fly over there together and take care of her body. We should give her a proper burial and—” “Y—Yeah… We should…” Matthew stood up, but he stumbled on the way, causing him to fall to the ground. Lily, alarmed, rushed over and helped him up, tears falling from her eyes. “Oh god… Allison…” Lily chanted to herself over and over again. “I hope you’re finally in peace now…”

"What are you doing?" Shuffling, "What? Me?" Charlie narrows her eyes, a thought pops into her head, "Deedah! Are you having sex?!" This time, her best-friend laughs loudly, "No, *Poo-poo bear*. This fart bag was tickling me before you called. That monster..." She mutters at the end. "Oh? Zeus is back from Egypt? When did he get back?" "Dude just got back yesterday and he's trying to get into my pants," She hears the traces of an eye roll in her tone.

"You promised you'd protect me for the rest of my life!" No matter how she cried or screamed now, he showed no reaction. In an instant, it was as if Adrian finally understood something. He grabbed her by the chin, grinding his teeth as he spoke, "You've been living abroad all along while being kept by wealthy men. Don't think I don't know your background! Why did you choose to return right before Iris and I were getting married? Other than Iris, no one ever calls me that. Where did you hear it?" Zoe's face turned deathly pale. She stammered, "It was... Mr. Cross."